Author's Note: Here goes Chapter Two. It's not as long as the first, sorry.

Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean.

Jack ran for his life and hid inside the blacksmith's shop. After making sure the old drunk was knocked out, he looked around, trying to figure out how to get the cuffs off. His mind began to wander to the sweet girl that had been at the dock. She hadn't been afraid of him at all. She had been intrigued by him. He could still smell her once he thought about it. She'd smelt clean, like fresh cotton and flowers. After getting the cuffs off, he heard the door began to open. He grabbed a sword and hid, ready to fight or run.

Katherine brushed her hair slowly, she could hear her sister talking to one of the maids in the next room. She stared at her reflection, counting in her mind as she pulled the brush down through her curly locks. Jack Sparrow, she thought, the hand holding the brush stopping for a moment as she thought of him. That was the Jack Sparrow that she'd heard about. The infamous Captain Jack. He was….beautiful.

He dropped her hand with the hairbrush at the thought. No, she corrected herself. He's a pirate. A dirty, rotten, scoundrel. With gorgeous eyes… She shook her head. What was wrong with her? She picked up her hair brush and placed it on the vanity. She then stormed off to her bed and climbed inside.

He was to be hanged in the morning, she remembered. He had helped her save Elizabeth. What if she set him free, to return the favor? She shook her head, it couldn't be done. Surely the jail would be heavily guarded because of who he was…or not, considering the brains of the navy in Port Royal. She sighed and got out of bed. She changed into her lightest dress, which was a white summer dress. It's sleeves fell to her elbows and it was of course floor length. It was the most comfortable and appropriate dress she had that she could leave the house in. She then slipped on her slippers and a small shawl that she wrapped around her head.

She snuck off to the jail, and slipped inside. There was no one by the back entrance. She chuckled and pulled her shawl off. The men in one cell were staring out the windows. "What are you people doing?" she questioned, curiously stepping towards them.

"The town's under attack!" One of the men yelled.

She rolled her eyes, not believing them. Port Royal hadn't been under attack in ages. But at that time a cannon ball hit just by where the men were standing and they ran out. Jack was stuck, alone in his own cell as she stood there, mouth agape at the cannon ball on the ground of the cell. She finally composed herself and put her hands around the bars of his cell.

"Where's the dog?" Katherine panicked.

"He ran off."

She bit her lip and looked around, trying to figure out what to do without the dog.

"Why're you here?" he looked over at her, eyes filled with curiosity.

"I was going to let you out…" she paused, hearing gun shots and voices up the stairs. Jack's eyes widened, recognizing the voices, "'Luv, go hide. Now."

She listened to him and hid in one of the storage lockers. She heard their muffled voices arguing before footsteps going upstairs. She popped her head back out and saw Jack was still in the cell.

"I know the man who made these cells," she told him. "I can go get him and he can help me get you out of here."

" 'Luv, I'd stay here until morning if I were you. They're not coming back here. Ironically enough, this is the safest place right now."

She nodded and moved the bench in front of his cell. She sat down on it and stared at him, studying him. "Why here?"

"What?" he questioned, looking up.

"Why did you come here?"

"My boat was sinkin'. It was the closest."

She giggled, smiling at him. "I'm glad it decided to sink near here."

"Why's that?" he raised his eyebrows up.

"You're the most excitement in this town since…" she trailed off, trying to think of any excitement before finishing off with, "Well, ever."

He laughed at her, " 'Luv, how do you put up with this place?"

She shrugged, "I was raised to be immune to it's boring quality? I'm just now realizing how absolutely dreadful it is."

He laughed, "Poor thing," he teased her.

She stayed up and talked with him for most of the night, he kept her mind off of the attack on her town. She fell asleep on the bench, curled up. When he woke in the morning, she was still sleeping soundly. He studied her face as she slept. She looked like an angel, all covered in white. He heard a door upstairs open and he fell down backwards into the hay on the ground as footsteps descended downwards.

"What the..?" he heard an oddly familiar voice speak. He tried to think of whom he'd met recently that sounded like that, but remained in his little pile of hay, playing dead.

William Turner kicked the bench that Katherine Swann lay on rudely, causing it to nearly topple over and her to fall off. She shrieked and jumped up. She looked around, eyes wide, before they landed on Will.

"Will!" she cried out angrily. "How dare you! You should-"

"What are you doing here?" he interrupted her. He didn't have time for her to lecture him, he was in a hurry.

"I came to get him out last night," she explained, still looking flustered as she caught a bit of her breath, "But the keys had run off. I was going to come get you in the morning and have you get him out."

He rolled his eyes at his friend, "Why were you going to save him?"

"He helped to save Lizzie…" she glared at him, before looking curiously at him, "Why are you here?"

"The pirates took Elizabeth."

Katherine gasped and Jack took this moment to look up. He had realized a little while ago that there was no need to play dead, but had decided to lie through this boring (at least to him) conversation. "This lass gets herself in lots of trouble, don' she?"

"Increasingly lately, yes," Katherine looked puzzled as she turned to him. She'd never known Elizabeth to get in such trouble. She then looked at Will, "Look, he can help you find her if you get him out, Will. Then it's win, win. He lives. We get Lizzie. You get Lizzie," she winked at him.

"Oh, so it is that you found a girl!" Jack jumped up joyfully.

"No!" Will's face turned red.

"Yes!" Katherine beamed, ducking Will's hand that was going to hit her shoulder. "Can you help? You did say you knew the ship…" she trailed off.

Jack nodded, "if it gets me away from the noose? Then yes."

Will asked Katherine to help him tip the bench and pry the door open with it. She stood still and crossed her arms. "I'll help on one condition."

"Which is?" Will groaned. Katherine was not a stupid girl like most others her age. If she had a condition, it was going to be a good one, which also meant it was probably a bad one for him.

"I want to go." She stated it simply, looking at him with a faux haughty look that she put on around people of lower classes than her when her father or Norrington were around. She also got the look when she wanted something her way.

"No!" Will cried out, almost exasperated. She was his best friend and he wasn't going to allow her to sink down to throwing her lot in with pirates.

"Yes," she kept the same look on her face.

"Katherine, No."
"William Turner.." she growled, glaring at him. "Lizbeth is my sister and I will have you know that I am quite an influence on her. You will let me go with you."

Jack's head tilted, intrigued as he studied the boy. He looked just like old Bootstrap Bill Turner. However, at the moment, he looked as if his face was going to explode it was so red. As he opened his mouth to yell back at the petite girl who was still keeping calm, Jack spoke up first, "Let her go…she told me she was bored."

Will turned to Jack now, face not as red as he spoke, "Just because she's bored does not mean that she's allowed to risk her life-" he stopped abruptly as Jack cut him off.

"Let her go, or I won't help you," he told Will. Turner,he nearly grinned.

"See, William." She stuck her tongue out at him, her eyes sparkling with delight.

"Don't do that, it's not proper," he told her in a careless tone.

Jack could have sworn he heard the girl growl. Will ignored her and they pried the cell open together. They then decided to formulate a plan. Jack looked Katherine over, "You can't go in that, 'luv. Can you run home and steal pants or something from your dad?"

She thought about it and shrugged, "I could just run home and get some things, but if we're stealing the ship, Norrington keeps spares on deck."

Jack nodded, "Good call, luv. Now, let's go."

She nodded and the three ran off to hide near the docks. Jack decided that they would commandeer one of the ships and made their way to it sneakily, by putting a long boat upside down underwater and walking with it as they held it above them. The water only came up to their waists with the boat upside down, but for Katherine it was just below her chest. She was shivering at the freezing cold temperature of it.

"This is either madness, or brilliance," Will complimented Jack's idea.

Jack smiled to himself, "It's remarkable how often those two traits coincide."